Alice's Travels

Alice Altman.

Draco first started paying attention to the lonely Slytherin when he noticed her approaching the gang of the unknowing savior Potter.

I really don't have any sense of being a Slytherin.he thought disdainfully.

Soon he led Crabbe and Goyle without hesitation to find the lonely and thin figure near the Forbidden Forest.

Draco immediately gave her a warning following the thoughts in his heart, not allowing her to continue like this.

But what about her—how dare she be ignorant of flattery.He also said in a nonchalant tone that it had nothing to do with him.

Hmph, just wait and see.Draco thought angrily.

So he began to deliberately make fun of her by calling her scarred girlfriend, and every time he met, he had to sneer a few words.

But the result is that every time she smiles coldly, she turns back to make herself very angry.

He will get it back.Draco thought.

Knowing that she likes to run near the Forbidden Forest, he specifically blocked the gate of the castle, and had to teach her a lesson.

It's just that Draco didn't expect that she would take the initiative to help him.

In the stands of the Quidditch pitch, he had one eye blacked out from a fight with Weasley, and was sulking on his way back when he bumped into her—alone.

She didn't say anything, just looked at herself quietly and then took out her wand and magically healed his eyes.

Then left.

Draco suddenly felt that he understood - it turned out that she also wanted to be friends with him.

Even though he couldn't help but sneer at her when he saw her afterwards-huh, why did she still get together with the Potter trio all the time.

During the summer vacation of the first grade, Draco was idly staying on the second floor of Lihen Bookstore, when he saw her walking in with the three of Potter from a distance.

The "famous" Potter was immediately taken by Lockhatra to take a photo in front of the newspaper.He curled his lips in disdain, and he was laughing at the pushy Potter in his heart, but he saw her smiling at Potter with the corners of her eyes crooked.

It's... that kind of smile from the heart.

I don't know why, and suddenly I feel very uncomfortable.

Draco immediately went downstairs, and she just taunted Potter, but she spoke to herself, and her face returned to that cold and indifferent smile, and of course she was defending Potter in her words.

Unhappy, very unhappy.

Draco was upset, but soon after school started he had an idea.

He asked her to help him train Quidditch together - since there was a quid pro quo, it would be perfect for her to do things for him and avoid getting mixed up with that Gryffindor trio.

Although during the practice period he often stabbed her with words...but it actually felt quite happy.

Seeing that she is still serious about helping him, I just force her to be my friend.Draco thought secretly.

Before the Gryffindor Quidditch match, he had thought she would come to give him a blessing - but the idiot just looked at him stupidly.

snort!Fool!He grunted heavily and went to the locker room.

However, to Draco's surprise, he lost—to the scarred savior Potter.

She also left.Go with the Gryffindor gang to visit an injured Potter in the hospital.

Draco was alone in the empty stadium after that, and everyone left.

Even if I'm still soaked, I don't want to care about it, I don't want to move.

But after a while, she suddenly appeared again - and dried his clothes by magic.

But he didn't want to appreciate it at all, and deliberately stabbed her with the title of Scarhead's girlfriend.

The anger in my heart seemed to have finally found an outlet, and those sarcastic words came out of my mouth.

She said, I believe in you.

It was still the usual calm and flat tone - as if nothing was really on her mind.

Suddenly, Draco's gaze could no longer meet her gaze—a strange magical power suddenly appeared in those calm, clear brown eyes, which faintly lured people to fall in.

He turned his eyes away from her.

It was only later that Draco began to pay attention to her unconsciously every time he went to class.And no longer taunting her by referring to Potter as her scar-headed boyfriend - as if he just didn't want to mention that title suddenly.

He—began to wonder what she was thinking.

For example, that little pig painted on the wall... what was she thinking?

For Christmas that year, Draco chose to stay in school.

He had already picked out a gift for her in advance, and he was secretly curious about what she would give him.

However, to his surprise, Draco searched through all the gifts he received the next day and found none of her signatures.

She had completely forgotten herself!

He couldn't resist waiting to confront her himself in the Slytherin common room after Christmas dinner.

Until watching her accept the gift naturally, and express her willingness to serve him wisely.Only then was Draco slightly satisfied, as if he hadn't noticed it, he heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on the sofa again.

The summer vacation of the second grade is quite boring.

Draco unknowingly started writing the letter on the parchment - it wasn't until the letter was finished, signed and dated that he realized it was addressed to her.

Why was he writing to her?Draco stared at the letter with a look of disbelief on his face.

Although in the days that followed, he still couldn't help writing and drawing on paper, usually writing one or two sentences and crossing them out, or he had already written what happened today, and added a few joking words.However, none of them were sent out.

It is conceivable that Draco was not in a good mood after school started.

So in Hagrid's first class, he mercilessly mocked Hagrid for being a stupid teacher, and it turned out that she was defending Hagrid again.He immediately felt that his throat seemed to be stuffy, and he stopped talking.

At this time, the annoying Potter once again succeeded in showing off in front of everyone.

Draco immediately couldn't help but rushed in front of the big ugly animal, but he didn't expect to be attacked.

The pain swept through him for a split second, and for a second or two he thought he was going to die.

In the blur, it seemed that she used magic to pull herself to her side, crossing all the distance at once, and the next moment her body was sitting next to her on the broomstick and slowly flew towards the hospital.

An indescribable faint fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose, did she use some kind of perfume?Draco closed his eyes and felt a burst of heat gradually rushing to his cheeks, covering his pale face, and even made him forget the pain from his arm injury - this was the first time he blushed because of a girl approaching .

After arriving at the hospital, she kept looking at him in front of the bed.He unconsciously swallowed the groans that came to his lips, without uttering a single cry of pain.

Her eyes were still on him.

He could only look away uncomfortably—even though he didn't know why.

He told her not to leave, but she really stayed obediently.

Sitting on the edge of the bed obediently and looking at him - always looking at him, just looking at him.

His heart suddenly beat uncontrollably several times, he closed his eyes as if he could still feel her gaze on his face, gentle and focused.

He finally fell asleep.

It didn't take long for the arm injury to heal, but Draco felt like he was possessed.He began to search for her in the crowd, stared at her movements in class, and watched everywhere she went.

Seeing her exchange her own cauldron for the potion that Longbottom had made spoiled, he was angry;

He was puzzled by the fear she displayed in front of the Boggart, and perhaps even a little nervous that he didn't realize—what had she been through before?

It's just that every time he couldn't help standing in front of her, he couldn't help but say a few stinging words in a mocking tone.

He suddenly didn't want to call her by her name again, Atman—not at all.

Draco hadn't seen her since morning the day he was first allowed to go to Hogsmeade.He immediately rushed to Hogsmeade annoyed, and walked quickly around many places, but he still didn't find her.It wasn't until he returned to the Slytherin lounge angrily that he saw her sitting peacefully on the sofa reading a book.

She spoke to him calmly, and he couldn't help choking at her again—even though he didn't know why he was so angry.

Maybe... because he couldn't help following her around like a fool.

But it was also because he watched her walking near the Forbidden Forest that she was lucky not to be attacked by a big black dog.Otherwise... Will she get hurt?

But, Draco had always known, she was a flattering liar.

"Does your arm not hurt... Be careful that we squeeze you."

"I'll help you."

"I promised you last year... Merry Christmas."

"I didn't lie to you...I just don't want you to be punished."

"It hurts you and you should be punished, right?"

she says.

She is like this, she always likes to say nice things to fool people.Isn't that how the Gryffindor trio get tricked around?

Although—so many times he loves to listen.

In this year's Quidditch competition, she finally sent her pre-match blessings. At that moment, his previous hard training efforts and daily persistence seemed to turn into a determination to win and poured into his heart.It occurred to him—maybe he could say something to her after winning the game?

But in the end he still lost to Potter.

Draco hadn't said anything to her since then, except that he couldn't resist writing letter after letter that wouldn't be sent over the summer.

In the fourth grade, he would still look at her habitually.

It happened to be by her side again and again.

He choked and quarreled with her, but always approached her unconsciously.

Until the night of the Yule Ball.

He couldn't help kissing her.

He finally realized that all the things wrong with him turned out to be because of liking.

Maybe he should have thought of that before when he wanted to ask her as a partner—no, no, maybe earlier.

for a long time.

It started with the sour and bitter taste that has always been with him.

The sour taste lingered in the mouth for a long time, but now it was finally covered by the fragrant sweetness and dissipated.

Later, they began to stay together gradually.

However, Draco never imagined that she would leave Hogwarts alone.

That parting almost made him restless all day long—and no one expected that the darkness would fall so quickly.

The Dark Lord made his headquarters at Malfoy Manor, his home.

His father was imprisoned, and he was appointed to assassinate Dumbledore while lurking at Hogwarts.

At first Draco was excited that this would be an opportunity to bring great glory and help him save his father.

He can prove himself to everyone.

But soon, he gradually realized what a daunting task this was - and what it meant to him.

He was surrounded by heavy depression on the verge of collapse almost all day long.Death is like a knife hanging above your head ready to fall.

And in those dark days, she had been looking at him—her eyes had been following him, mixed with concern, his longing eyes, and he had seen them all the time.How could he not know.

However, he couldn't bring her into this quagmire.

He put her so preciously in his heart, how could he have the heart to let her get dirty?

She is his.

He was reluctant.

But she, Alice, insisted on coming together with him.

He has always known that she is like this, once she really puts people in her heart, she will never give up.

In the past, she had considered the Gryffindor trio as friends and always thought of them.

Now, she finally admits that she likes and cares, her eyes only reflect his figure.

The only lover of each other in this life.

Well, we'll never be apart, shall we, Alice?